I often wonder why we live in such an unpredictable place. Sometimes everything is crowding in on you and you feel suffocated, so you hunch in on something small, certain and....safe. The world is such a jumble and sometimes you have to scream, but people look at you and...talk about you. Even when you aren't there, you know exactly what they're saying. Bottom line...they aren't different and they would give anything to scream it all out. I think that's what I find strange about this world. Nobody ever says how they really feel. They hurt but they don't cry out. They're happy but they don't dance around in joy. They're angry but they don't scream....because they're ashamed. So we just walk around with our heads bent and never look up to see how beautiful the sky is.
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| Strange yet beautiful world |
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